A-D-O-R-A-B-L-E by Mide Benedict

When your adorable boo
Shuts a door at your smiling face
Adds a booo! To coat
Your spirit in the bitter icing
Of surprise
That keeps resounding
Sounding
Pounding
Round your head
Like
Sticks kicking over-cooked

Yam all over in a wooden hole...
What do you do,
As you stand there
With your heart 'shhheershh'
Gnashing its teeth
In innocence...?
Or perhaps, who will you ask
To help you ask, wetin you do?

What do you do
When your Hard whore
Says Hey, boo!
And with courage spits
The saliva of shock
'I'm sorry, doctor said
It is 'ACH HIGH VEE' at your face
What do you do?
Do you look down
At your 12:00 pendulum
Between your corridor walls
And wish you had
Listened not to your lustful
Heart
On that day,
Which was a year ago
When it told you, go
Bring home that pro
In the middle of the night
As you drove down the road to home:
And last week, something occured
The protective lab suit had a tear
In the arm-
You went on; sweet harm
And now, the news, she got the vamp.
Or do you say to yourself
I enjoyed the kicks
And the blows,
And perhaps, that time is here
To end the road at noon
What do you do?

What do you do
To your boo
If you discovered
All the hard aches
Of heart rakes
Gathering fears
In a single place
Of losing your boo
Or your life
Hanging between
An open trap
Was a trap into a springing
Surprise prank-
What will you do?
Do you smile with your girl
And say you got me
Or go on kicking the blows
And say, we need to be careful
How we open and close the door?
What will you do?

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